King's Landing in France

Speaking of which, the old maid glared at An Ning viciously: "Mr. Frost, you should stop having this kind of dream as soon as possible, it is not good for your future. Even if you get a title because of your military exploits, it is only the lowest rank of lord, not far from the duke." It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away."

An Ning: "I know."

Christina shrugged her shoulders, looking a little disappointed.

An Ning calmed down and said, "I may not be able to fall in love with you, but we can be comrades in arms. The friendship of comrades in arms may last longer than love, isn't it?"

Christina looked up at An Ning and smiled.

At this time, An Ning's system was suddenly updated: [Christina seems to want to cross the line of love with you, but she is not ready to challenge the world's views, so you can only continue to maintain the relationship of close friends.The relationship with Christina has been upgraded to the best friend! 】

Well, sure enough, my system is not real-time. Christina probably had that idea long ago, but the system didn't respond at all.

And because An Ning relied on the system to control her interpersonal relationship, she didn't notice some of Christina's performance at all.

It seems that in the future, I still have to observe my words more and not rely too much on the system.

At this time, Fanny suddenly said: "Even if you want to develop a comrade-in-arms relationship, you have to be in the same army, right? Even if a noble woman like Missy joins the army, she will usually be in charge of ceremonial tasks such as entering the Guards Corps in the future." The troops in the army will not undertake actual tasks.

"And Mr. Frost will definitely be included in the field army. Because he has no title and is not Swiss, the Royal Guards don't want him..."

An Ning patted her maid: "Hey! I just calmed down Miss's emotions!"

Fanny: "At a time like this, you should tell the truth, and you shouldn't let the lady have unrealistic expectations. In fact, when you arrive at the Brienne Military Academy, you and the lady will not see each other most of the time."

An Ning: "Can't you see it even in class?"

"Miss and your courses are different. Miss's courses are mainly about horse riding and etiquette, while you mainly learn infantry combat."

An Ning: "Fanny, why do you know the curriculum of the Brienne Military Academy so well?"

"Because I am an excellent maid, I have done my homework beforehand." Fanny said with some pride, "Even though my master is the son of a cobbler, I will not let up."

An Ning was speechless: "Did you just express your disdain for the cobbler's son?"

"No, it's your illusion." Fanny said with her chin raised.

An Ning turned to Christina: "I will try my best to go to dance parties and salons, and then I can see you there."

Christina nodded: "Yeah. But, you're going to a dance...you can't dance, wouldn't it be boring to just stand there?"

An Ning: "I will learn to dance. I think my excellent maid will be able to teach me."

Fanny curled her lips: "I do know how to dance, but it's only good. It's not proficient. I can't guarantee that I can teach you."

An Ning: "It's okay, I trust you."

Christina: "Well, how about I teach you..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the old maid coughed.

Christina shut up obediently.

At this time, the carriage driver suddenly opened the small window in front of the carriage: "We will arrive at the post station soon. When changing horses, you can go to the cafe next to the post station to have a rest."

Christina: "Got it."

An Ning stretched her muscles: "To be honest, after sitting in the carriage for so long, my butt hurts a bit."

Fanny: "What can I do if my butt hurts now, I won't be able to reach Brienne until tomorrow, and the journey is only a quarter of the way."

"tomorrow……"

Chapter 037 My Corsican Neighbor

That night, An Ning and his party—no, Miss Christina and her party should have stayed at the hotel next to the station for one night.

After about two hours of driving the next day, the coachman knocked on the window and announced, "Brianna is coming soon."

Christina immediately leaned on the car window and looked out.

An Ning looked over Christina's shoulder and looked out the car window...

He only saw quaint old streets and few pedestrians.

Christian muttered, "There are so few pedestrians."

Fanny: "Miss, although this city is the location of the military academy, its population, including the military academy students and teachers, is less than [-]."

Christina asked suspiciously, "How many people are there in Paris?"

An Ning: "About a million."

Christina was stunned: "A lot! So this city is only 25/[-]th of Paris?"

Fanny: "Probably not. After all, many of the residents here are students of the Brienne Military Academy, and there are even fewer locals."

As soon as the words were finished, An Ning saw a group of military students passing by the car window.

This group of students is not tall, and they all look like Boy Scouts.

He couldn't help complaining: "How old are the students in this military academy?"

"There are ten to 20 years old." Fanny replied, "The ones just now should be those who returned to the dormitory after class."

An Ning: "Are there no walls in the military academy?"

"No, actually not every student will live in a dormitory, you live in a house rented by the Duke, and His Excellency has paid the rent for five years in one lump sum.

"In addition to attending classes, students also have to participate in various social activities in the rest of the time. The main customers of the cafes and tennis halls in this city are the students of the Brienne Military Academy."

An Ning said "Oh". He originally thought that the management of the military academy would be very strict, but he didn't expect it to be so loose.

During the conversation, the groom tapped on the car window: "Mr. Frost, you've arrived at your place of residence."

An Ning: "Where do I live? How far is Miss Christina's residence?"

Fanny: "The duke bought a manor for the lady, and it's still some distance away. We have to get off here."

Well, the Duke said that he wanted to help take care of Christina. He thought he would live with Christina, but it turned out that he lived in a private house and the lady lived in the manor.

Fanny got out of the car with the salute first, and An Ning could only get up. At this time, Christina grabbed An Ning's hand: "I hold dances and salons every week, so I come here often."

An Ning nodded: "I will."

Only then did Christina reluctantly let go of her hand.

An Ning got out of the car and looked up at the house in front of her.

In fact, compared with the residence at the Royal Palace, this house looks a little newer, and it should have been built recently.

Fanny was downstairs knocking on the door of the house with a suitcase in hand.

A middle-aged woman opened the door, glanced at Fanny, and then at An Ning behind her: "Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

An Ning: "What's the name of the landlady?"

"Master, you can call me Mrs. Anton..."

An Ning quickly said, "I'm not a master, I'm just the son of a cobbler."

Mrs. Anton turned her head and looked at An Ning one more time: "Hey, then you must be rich. You can take care of such a beautiful maid and pay five years' rent in one lump sum."

An Ning: "The maid was sent to me by His Excellency the Duke of Orleans, and the house was also rented by His Excellency the Duke."

"Then you must be the Duke's great benefactor. Where are you from?"

"Caen people." An Ning answered the name of her hometown in this time and space.

Mrs. Anton was stunned: "I'm from Normandy, no wonder the way I speak is British."

An Ning: "The Norman Conquest took place 700 years ago, and the King of England across the sea is no longer a Norman, but a German from Hanover."

Mrs. Anton looked at An Ning suspiciously: "As the son of a cobbler, you really know a lot."

An Ning logically pulled out the shield she had used many times in front of Christina: "I learned it in Sunday school. Our priests like history and often tell us these historical allusions."

Mrs. Anton nodded, and didn't mean to be serious in this regard: "Come upstairs with me, you live on the second floor, I will cook your breakfast and dinner every day, your maid wants to make afternoon tea or something, you can Come downstairs and use the kitchen."

Fanny: "My master is the son of a cobbler, and he doesn't seem to have the habit of having afternoon tea."

An Ning: "Is it my illusion? Why does it feel like you are always beating around the bush and saying that I am the son of a cobbler?"

"It's your illusion." Fanny paused, "If you pay for the materials yourself, I'd be more than happy to prepare afternoon tea for you."

An Ning thought about her current savings, shook her head and said, "Forget it...wait, you don't even have coffee in the afternoon?"

"Coffee is expensive now."

Because France is now fighting the Seven Years War, decades late, and its links with overseas colonies have been severely disrupted by the Royal Navy. At this moment, coffee and sugar are very expensive.

An Ning pouted, he didn't have to drink coffee.

His habit of drinking coffee was forced out by 996 before time travel, such a high-intensity work, it is really unbearable not to drink coffee.

Mrs. Anton: "You can take care of what you want to drink. Since you have a maid, I won't be in charge. Usually, you remember that when the church bell rings in the morning, you go out to school. You don't have to go too fast and you won't be late. .”

An Ning: "You know this so well, is the previous tenant also a military cadet?"

"Of course, all the renters in our city are young masters who come to study in the military academy. A cobbler's son like you is rare. Mrs. Luna from the next street rented the house to a poor ghost from Corsica. His Majesty the King sponsored him."

An Ning was shocked.

Corsica?

At this time, there should be only one person from Corsica!

Good guy, you actually live on the same block as me, so you have to find a chance to pay a visit.

However, running over rashly like this seemed too abrupt, and he should find a way to strike up a conversation at school.

An Ning: "Where does this Mrs. Luna live? I'm a little curious about the Corsicans and want to learn Italian from them."

Mrs. Anton: "Go out and go left all the way to the intersection, then turn left and walk a few steps. It's a two-story house with a conspicuous red roof."

An Ning let out an "oh" and asked again, "Then how do I get to the military academy from here?"

If you drop by, you should be able to find a way to run into the future French emperor on the way to class.

Fanny: "I know how to get there. I'll take you there after I settle down."

——Did you even know that it was your first time in Brienne too?It is indeed a perfect and chic maid sauce!

An Ning nodded: "Then please."

Chapter 038 "I'm a Noble, Corsican Noble"

After settling down, An Ning and Fanny took to the streets of Briena.

In the city of Brienne, you can feel the rural scenery even if you walk on the street.

That kind of feeling is a bit like An Ning's feeling when she was a child in her previous life, living in a small city at the fringe of urban and rural areas.

When An Ning was a child after school, there were many farmers selling their own pickled sauerkraut at the gate of the school. It cost [-] cents a plate, and they could enjoy it for several minutes with a sprinkle of hot sauce.

Put down the plate and walk two steps, and you can see farmland on the side of the asphalt road, and sometimes there are buffaloes turning the fields.

This kind of scene was rarely seen when An Ning was in junior high school. If he wanted to experience the same atmosphere when he grew up, he had to play games like "My Summer Vacation".

And now Brienne gave An Ning a familiar feeling.

Brienne has no paved roads and is more idyllic.

Walking on the main road, An Ning can even smell the smell of excrement, which is too idyllic.

Fanny: "Master, you seem to be very concerned about the smell around you?"

An Ning: "Are you okay? Can you see that?"

"I am a maid, and it is my duty to observe the master's expression at any time."

This is not as simple as observing the expression, is it?An Ning thought to herself, she didn't show any feelings about the smell in the air just now, but Fanny still noticed it.

Could it be that Fanny's role is that kind of perfect and chic maid, that kind of maid can only work if time stops.

While An Ning was complaining, she saw a sign for a bakery in front of her, and a woman came out of it holding a bag of bread.

The bread in the woman's arms looked like hard baguettes.

An Ning couldn't help asking Fanny: "Um... don't French breads all come from baguettes that can be used as weapons? Isn't there softer bread?"

An Ning stayed in Paris for a few months, and all the bread she ate was that kind of hard bread, even the bread basket on the dining table of the Duke's house contained hard wood residue-like bread.

Unexpectedly, what I saw in another place was still a hard baguette.